Ouch (a poem dedicated to all Pony-tail Pullers)

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Ouch

with a trolley full of grub

in the Pack n’ Slave line

I read about a man

who pulled a pony’s

tail

 

hard

to read

between

the lines

 

but indications     point

to the Act

being carried out

unlawfully

 

without

due consent

consultation

or consideration

 

for animal rights

 

it took place

while this gentle man

was ordering a Latte

on the fly     in Parnell

 

as I load up groceries

toddler on hip     daily paper     destroyed

a little hand yanks my head

back      with a fistful of hair

 

a thought pops     out:

 

someone really ought

to tell that man

that horsing around

in such ostentatious

surrounds

 

will only lead

to getting served

a caffeine kick –

with a side

of nuts!